I Can't Stop Stealing Office Supplies

Every morning at work, I walk past the supply closet, and something inside pulls me in. It starts with just a single marker or a pack of sticky notes, but before long, my desk is overflowing with paper clips, pens, notebooks, you name it, I've probably nabbed it from there. I feel like a kid raiding the cookie jar, except no one seems to notice. But every night as I leave work, the guilt sets in again.